Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Alyssa Delbert squeezed her eyes.

Enoch James shut his mouth immediately.

“It’s not easy for me to make it back here. We should be in a celebratory mood.” George James used the chopsticks to pick up some food, “Dad, this is your favourite braised steak, and mum, this is your favourite fried water bamboo. Bro, this is your favourite braised eggplant.”

“Thanks, son.” Alyssa was full of smiles and it was the kind of smile that came from her heart, all because of her son. She didn’t try to fake a smile like when she was apologizing just now.

“It’s rare for us to gather around like today. Let’s toast to each other.” Alyssa went to fetch a bottle of wine.

When she was pouring alcohol for Stanford, she said, “I was always wrong in the past. Please don’t be bothered by my silliness.”

“Mum, Stanford’s injuries on his leg is still not recovered yet. I don’t think he can drink, can he?” George removed his Stanford James’ glass and reaffirmed himself, “I don’t think you should drink.”

Alyssa’s expression seemed to freeze as she barked at her son, “How can you be so impolite now? This is a glassful for your brother.”

“He’s hurt.” George looked at Alyssa and repeated.

Alyssa stared at his son and secretly cursed at him: This moron!

However, she maintained the smile on her face as she said reluctantly, “…Then let’s not make him drink.”

George raised the glass of wine that Alyssa had just filled for him and said, “It’s a waste if no one is drinking this. I’ll be polishing it off.”

As he said that, he wanted to pour the contents into his mouth, but Alyssa suddenly stopped him.

“George!”

George asked with confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“No—nothing.” Alyssa took his glass away and said, “Since your brother’s not drinking, then you shouldn’t drink too.”

George was dumbfounded upon hearing that, “Isn’t it a waste to not drink it since you’ve already poured a glass?”

Alyssa said with a smile, “It’s not decent for you to drink alone. We will call this off.”

Then, she took the wine away.

George continued to stare at Alyssa as he couldn’t figure out what was going on. However, Stanford who remained silent all the time seemed to have caught on to something.

Was it possible that there’s something mixed in with the wine? Or else, she wouldn’t have stopped George from drinking it.

of a sudden, he felt his heart enveloped in a

of sincerity, and she wasn’t

cooking

not

he was still holding on to the thought that the wine was a

Alyssa retook her place by the dining table, “It’s

“You’re right, I can’t even remember the last

long ago, and it was a

came here, I’ve eaten something. You guys enjoy.” After saying that, Stanford rolled his wheelchair and left the dining table. He didn’t dare to touch any of

and it was not easy to gather everyone like this. Are you

attempt to calm him down. As she consoled her husband, she said to Stanford, “Stanford, please don’t get angry. Your father

that his father was indeed angry. How

all here to make peace with each other,

stood up too and announced, “I am

his chopsticks and rolled

Enoch was being

send you back before long.” George pushed

show any sign of

or tidy, and it was still the

fumbled around and tossed all

dad has been in bed for too

long known the true colours of his father, and he had long lost hope and

wouldn’t mind

for a girlfriend.”

looking like a shy, big

what about you, bro?” George sat by the bed and looked at Stanford seriously, “I can see that Simona

held his handle and tried hard to suppress a turmoil of

still around, she used to come looking for me and ask me about your preference. In fact, I didn’t know at all. She probably thought that since we grew up together since our childhood days, I would know.” George’s voice slowly became softer, “Although she was from a

Go get me

George complied.

got up to leave

agonized look. He clutched his chest as a stabbing pain started

knew that

he was blind to

closed his eyes, wanting to hide away all

Alyssa who had made some tea and was about to